bigiyaro:
you exactly like guy from the skull mining region, where even 14 year olds are using their friends head, cremated and grided to powder, to drink pap in order to become rich.

He learnt it from Kanayo O Kanayo. Goat wey follow dog waka go surely chop shit.

Prof Dora Akunyili stepped on the toes of many very dangerous Drug dealer who where into many illegalities attempt was make on her life on 2 different occasions I was thinking her family will be overseas while she do all that drugs worth hundreds of billionaires imported from China was sized destroyed by her many where rendered poor and frustrated some joined Criminals gangs they targeted her husband Dr Chike Otti for elimination over 7yrs ago this yarigba ronu miscreant keep using Dr Chike death to Mock Igbos while over 5000 ppl have lost there lives to reckless killing political assassination Herdsmen gangs Ritual killing including more prominent ppl in yorubaland since that 7yrs ,,,,why do they keep reminding us of Dr Chike death why not Funsho Williams Hamburger Senator Sugar etc even a risen star Like Mobahd was wasted by them ,,,,
They have logs of wood on there eye but searching for pace on another man eye

bigiyaro:
you exactly like guy from the skull mining region, where even 14 year olds are using their friends head, cremated and grided to powder, to drink pap in order to become rich.

christejames:
Quick recovery to him

The injury made him fine

Speechless.. Folks really need to stay safe

3ice9ce:


Dr. Chike Akunyili's brother reportedly used to post in support of Ipob until they used a shotgun on his brother's mouth.

One boy on Nairaland called Ibechris runs a lending business. When the police killed 9 kidnappers in Lagos, he was crying that the police killed innocent Biafrans.
I told the idiot if he were in Igboland, his debtors will use UGM to kidnap or kill him instead of repaying their loans. That was when he saw how his stupidity can affect his generations.

If u want to know them...they will first start with curses before they can make one full sentence. Typical yoruba lifestyle. Shameless characters.

Because u failed in all areas of endeavour...now u can find solace in cursing people.

If u are well trained,u will not open thread cursing people...u have begged me money secretly,I refused. U claimed u are a farmer looking for partners,all of a sudden someone complained that u duped him,I reported u because of ur scam adverts and u were outrightly banned.

Ever since,u have been going all round calling my names...I think u don't know me. I do u more harm than good.

ibechris:

If u want to know them...theh will first start with curses before they can make one full sentence. Typical yoruba lifestyle. Shameless characters.0

Because u failed in all areas of endeavour...now u can find solace in cursing people.

If u are well trained,u will not open thread cursing people...u have begged me money secretly,I refused. U claimed u are a farmer looking for partners,all of a sudden someone complained that u duped him,I reported u because of ur scam adverts and u were outrightly banned.

Ever since,u have been going all round calling my names...I think u don't know me. I do u more harm than good.

If I have ever begged you or anyone on Nairaland for money, may I never do anything good.

But if I have never begged you for money, may sudden death never depart from your family. May all your dreams turn into nightmares. May everything you love be taken from you. May all your sweat never amount to anything.

See this foolish Igbo pig talking nonsense. You think I'm a bottom-feeder like the animals in your family.

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For those without the patience, below is the most interesting part of the story:


The carburetor of my motorcycle had developed a fault a few weeks ago, such that it usually overfloats most times when I park it, especially when there is enough fuel in it. This made me start locking up the fuel tap each time I park the bike and unlock it when I'm about to go.

Now, this mechanical fault has believably become my saving grace this time; little wonder why I had been reluctant to go fix it since about two weeks ago it started.

Now, before taking off from the venue of our gathering that night, I forgot to unlock the fuel tap as I usually do; and so, the only fuel inside the carburetor was what sustained my ride to the point where the hoodlums robbed me. Unknown to me and them, the carburetor fuel was almost finished, even though there was enough fuel in the fuel tank.

So, men and brethren, it was this remaining fuel in the carburetor that eventually finished up along the road when the criminals were fleeing with the bike, and then, the motorcycle locked up without any sign. Because they obviously could not begin to look for the fault (being a stolen bike), for the fear of being apprehended in the process; they disappointedly dumped and abandoned it there along the road, which was where I saw it the following morning, to the glory of God. This occurred just a few treks away from where the robbery occurred, implying that they didn't even go far with the motorcycle before it locked up — a miracle I believe they might suspect to be a security lock, as it usually happens without giving signs.

Because I couldn't find the key on the motorcycle, I rolled it to a place and parked it there; then went back home, brought the spare key, and started it, after having switched on the fuel tap and given enough time for the carburetor to absorb fuel. Men and brethren, that was how I miraculously recovered and regained the ownership of my lost motorcycle, all to the glory of God.